Delia Owens Books Novels & Stories

Delia sighed and inspected her fingernails. I rolled my eyes and started to walk away. The last thing I needed was to get involved in some petty drama. But before I could take another step, Delia stepped in front of me, blocking my way. "Don't mind Delia. She's just jealous because she thought she had a chance with Hughy," Janie said, smirking. "I don't have time for this," I said, trying to push past Delia. "You should have thought twice before getting involved with Hughy. He's not worth it," Delia said, her voice dripping with venom. "That's enough!" I said, my patience wearing thin. "I don't care what your problem is with me, but if you don't back off right now, I'll make sure you regret

Well, what she could see of the interior because the library was stretched out and even had stirs to go up and down and all around. “It’s just like the one in beauty and the beast, but more!” Delilah exclaimed and ran into the place. “This would have been worth giving my humanity up for, if only Oriel had added living in this library to his offers, then I would have considered taking him as my mate.” Delilah sighed as she scanned the areas, looking for the ones on the supernatural creatures she lived with. “But he didn’t. His loss.” Delilah grinned when she saw the shelves dedicated to demons in the supernatural section. She randomly picked out a book.

“Is something wrong?” Delia scowled into the camera. “S has been all over my threads saying things about slaves, about humans, about wolves. S has seriously been pissing me off, if you want to know the truth. And now I find out S is Scott Cavendish. Do you know how many people I know hate his guts?” She broke off then and looked contrite. “No offense.” “What does that mean?” Zane asked, looking offended. I held up a hand. “Let me play ambassador here.”

The others looked at Delia. Delia felt very anxious and sweat dripped down her forehead. She was indeed very famous and had all sorts of awards to her name. Everyone in Rivenesco respected her, and she was very arrogant about it. Yet, even with all of her knowledge, she was unable to cure Elijah. “I… I can’t cure him…” she stammered in the end with her head down. “You’re Rivenesco’s most famous physician! How are you not able to treat him?” The other Wyatt sisters could not believe it.

he steps closer, placing his hands on her shoulder "Calm down Delia, breathe in and out " " I can't " She kept on shivering, body trembling. " what happened, what did the book do," Sebastian asked and she looked at him in his eyes. " It ruined my life, my family" a tear dropped from her eyes " It possessed my innocent sister, causing her to kill her father, mother, and brother… this book made my hand fill with the blood of my very own sister" " You killed her?" Delia buried her face in Sebastian's chest " I had no choice" she cried. And I'm left wondering, what exactly is in this book and what the hell have I gotten myself into.

Covering the ground and heading back to the place that created our nightmares, the place that changed us forever; to face our past and create a new future. ***THE END*** Thank you for reading, please remember to leave me a review and look out for the continuation of Lamia's story in:- Rise of a Queen - Book 2, in The Delta's Daughter Series. OUT NOW!

When Delia began to see black spots in her vision and could no longer understand the difference between life and death, Nerina opened her fingers again and Delia fell to the ground, coughing and gasping for the air that flooded into her lungs. Nerina spun, her nightdress moving in waves around her ankles, and walked over to Delia's shaking body. "Perhaps you prefer to die that way?" She chuckled when Delia couldn't answer. "I promise you, Delia, I will find more creative ways to take your life...eventually. Now get up and stop heaving and croaking like a frog." Just as Delia obeyed and pushed herself into her rubbery legs, Nezetta pushed the door open and walked in with a tray full of pastri

“What?” “I mean, you know. She’s a young, pretty dominant wolf. Unmated. A few unmated males have approached me about her. Hell, I might’ve taken a shot myself if she wasn’t half my age.” He chuckled as if he hadn’t just spoken something akin to treason in my books. “You listen to me Oswald. Delia isn’t available for anyone. You tell those little bastards to keep their grubby paws away from her before I rip them limb from limb. Okay? She’s taken.”

I read the message three times. Each time I read it my thumb pressed harder against the screen, like pressing harder would change the words or rearrange them into something less terrible. They stayed the same every time. Your mother is in more danger than you know. Delia had written that. Delia, who had spent two years sitting across from me at dinner tables and sharing hallway bathrooms and borrowing my umbrella without asking. Delia, who had been sleeping with my boyfriend the entire time. Delia, who had smiled at me with Roland's eyes and her mother's mouth and I had never once looked closely enough to see what was underneath all of it.

This assistant she had seen before, was Hayden's most capable henchman, Hayden had sent this person over, did it mean that, in fact, his heart cared about her? "Delia, the things you want have been bought, see what's missing?" The doctor had already said that Delia would be hospitalized for at least two more months, that's why she had asked her assistant to buy a change of clothes and toiletries. "Not bad, that's all, thank Hayden for me." The assistant didn't say anything, only nodded. Delia took a sip of water, thought of something and suddenly spoke, "How are things going with Otis?" She had gotten word that Hayden would bail Otis out, but she privately didn't want Otis to come out too qu